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Growing Older

I use to be pretty, now I'm porky I use to be thin, now I' m thick I use to be anxious to fall in love sometime love can make you sick. I use to have teeth, now I"m toothless I use to be young, now I"m old. I use to dream of being rich and famous I'am still searching for that pot of gold. I use to think I could get over the things I"m used to but, the only thing that has really changed is my age and time.

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Date: 2/10/2010 7:54:00 PM
LOVE THE POT AND GOLD THING...I'M LOOKING FOR IT TO BEFORE I GET OLD.....I.T.
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Date: 12/19/2009 4:25:00 PM
Very funny...enjoyed...Marty
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